UPDATED AGAIN: Andrew’s got no bump. So it’s just me. Now I really wanna know where the heck I was exposed to TB. UPDATED: Hazel is negative! Rejoice! Andrew goes in this afternoon. ~~~~~ Andrew and the Nut go in Friday to get the results of their TB tests. I’ll update here when we know […]
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Never joke about getting a tuberculosis test. My dermatologist sent me for a routine TB screening in preparation for going on psoriasis meds. It was positive. Positive!!! Who has TB in 2009? It’s latent, which means it’s not contagious. The treatment: a drug therapy for nine months. During which time I can’t drink. Meanwhile, we […]
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This isn’t so much a story. It’s more of a happening. We were flying down the highway. Actually we’d reduced speed as we entered the town of Timpson, Texas. Peanut slept the first 2.5 hours of a 5.5 hour trip. She ate Cheerios for the next 0.5. Before we transitioned to the DVD player we […]
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At Grammy’s house, the Nut found this monstrosity of a generic Barbie doll with pink hair and too much sparkly eye shadow. Because the thing was wearing sunglasses, our girl decided she was visually impaired. And named her Blind. “No,” Grammy said, “I think her hair’s pink.” She was quickly and curtly corrected. Peanut wasn’t […]
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A dear pal with a very young nipper asked me recently to tell him it’ll get better before it gets worse. I couldn’t do that, exactly, because if his experience follows ours, sleep will remain a problem for months. Maybe longer. But I mentioned that some of the wearier aspects of the parenting business take […]
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Not getting better. My plague is worsening. “Whoa!” said the dermatologist when he walked into the exam room yesterday. “That’s not getting better.” Sixteen days of Prednisone had no noticeable effect except for making me grouchy. I’m now covered in spots. My torso, front and back. Both arms. Both legs. My neck. Behind my ears. […]
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Little Peanut is off for another week swimming and chasing animals in Arkansas while we’re left to ponder her absence go see movies, which we almost never get to do. Surely she misses us, right? Here’s how the morning unfolded: 1. She woke at 7:15 this morning and announced, “I want to go to Arkansas.” […]
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With war and famine and my nasty (and worsening) psoriasis in the world, I feel a tad guilty complaining about the fact that my modem died. Forty minutes with ATT tech support couldn’t revive it, and everyone on my block seems to have installed a firewall. So I’m writing this from my phone while sitting […]
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